Favorite music genre;; J-pop, punk-pop, rock, classical music, screamo
Favorite music artists;; All Time Low, Vocaloid, Blood on the Dancefloor, Breaking Benjamin, Pierce the veil
Favorite book;; NO.
Favorite manga;; Junjou Romantica
Favorite anime;; AO No Excorcist
Favorite movie;; Rapunzel (Sorry dad, sorry brother, but it was so emotional T.T)
Ideal girl;; Cute smile, cute face, always laughs, accepts the fact that I'm bi, thiny, small, fragile, curly hair, younger
Ideal guy;; VERY cute, a cute smile, taller than me, older, accepts the fact that I'm bi, skinny, cool
Konnichiwa, watashi wa Hiroki desu. Or Hiro-san, but I only let the most important people call me that. I'm an 18 year old boy, and I'm here to tell you my history. Actually, it isn't very special. I grew up in this mysterious place, never went out of it. My mum left short after I was born, so I don't know anything about her. It was me and my dad for a short while, until he got a new girlfriend. Five years later, my little brother was born. He was cute and looked a lot like me. Black hair and almost black eyes. I loved him, my little brother. I loved him with my whole heart. Me, my brother, stepmother and father lifed happily together. I had a normal life, until my 13th birthday. Everything changed. Not that I told anyone about it, but I discovered something very important about me. I was gay. Yeah, I was GAY. ME. I thought 'it's just a phase, nothing more,' but it wasn't just a phase. I had a crush on a guy in my class. He was really handsome, tall and every girl fell for him. But I wasn't a girl. I felt weird, told no one about it. A view years later, when I was 15, it happened again. There was this one guy.. And I got in a relationship with him. A boyfriend. Two boys together. I had the feeling I should tell my dad, so I did. He reacted like he already knew it, and promised he would tell it to my stepmother. She was kinda in shocked, but accepted it. My little brother still knew nothing, 'cus I didn't want him to have a gay brother. I wanted him to be just normal. After a year, when I was 16, my relationship ended. I was broken, but soon I met a girl, she was really beautiful and I knew I liked her. I was so happy that I was not gay. I could at least be bi. I didn't get into a relationship with the girl, but I dreamed of her every night. I was in love, for real this time. But all this "happiness" ended shortly before I turned 18. My little brother died in a car accident. My whole world.. just.. I couldn't believe it. I still can't.
